I, feel a pull to this strange woman. I, can't help myself. She is all I, think about. She needs to be mine. I'm, fighting not to listen to her voice. I'm, not acting like myself. Her influence is getting so strong not to fight. She is pulling me away from the people whom care. All I, want to do is go to her and do her bidding which would be my downfall.
I, need to hold on. To keep fighting the war inside of me. I, need to succeed. Just so hard to fight. Finally I, hear the voice in the dark. My love my life, Juliette. She brings me back to myself no longer am, I pulled along in in the spell of the muse.